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009 - [Video]

[With the knowledge of getting out of here soon looming on the horizon with no set date, Teddy's been thinking more and more about his home. The thought of seeing his friends again, his weird, pseudo-family, the tall buildings of New York City, the crowds of people... it makes him so, so excited to just hop on the next plane back home and say goodbye to this place for good.

At the same time, he can't really deny that Luceti's been... okay, for what it was. A glorified prison for glorified lab rats, a vacation house in the middle of a very pretty hell. Horrible things have happened here that Teddy would rather forget about. But, just as well, some pretty incredible things happened too. There are some things he doesn't really want to forget, although he wouldn't mind the alternative. Start the adventure all over again with Billy at his side through all of it – it sounds more and more appealing the more he thinks about it.

Which he's doing as he flips through his journal, looking back on not only his own past entries, but his friends as well. Birthdays, introspection, some rather embarrassing or plain hilarious things... It's all kind of nice to look back on, and he can't help wondering a few things, too. Might as well before the end, after all.

So he turns on the video, where he taps his Starkphone against his upper lip for a moment before he addresses everyone.]

So hey. Before we all go back – or not, for some of you guys, I wanted to ask something. What's the best memory you have of this place that you might wanna keep with you? It doesn't have to be the happiest or anything. Maybe it made you proud or relieved or whatever gave you feels. But there's got to be one little memory you're at least kind of fond of, right?

Or, you know... one of the best, if you don't want to talk about your favorite one. I get the privacy thing, it's cool.

[And... this will probably, hopefully, be his last post on this thing. He can't help thinking of that as he waits for responses, too.]

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Good to know. Not that it has anything to do with me...

Oh, no. Not at all. I'm talking about my handsome fiancé, after all.

[... He still really likes saying that word.]

He should be pretty close by, actually.

I don't doubt that. Anybody would want to stick close to a catch like you.

[And yeah he's pretty much like a room over, max.]

But in that case, I should really leave you to, you know, whatever.

Yeah. Gonna whatever it up now.

[And with that, he shuts his journal.

...

And after a few seconds, he shows up in the doorway with a big smile.]

Well, hey there.

[Billy was already setting aside his own journal, and he can't quite help smiling back. Yeah, they were being a bit silly, but it was fun.]

Hey there, yourself. What've you been up to?

I just got done talking to a really cute guy. [He sits down beside him, gaze up on the ceiling.] He kept trying to pull fast ones on me. But I told him about how charming and handsome you were, and he just had to back down after that.

[Billy shifts a bit closer, edging his toes beneath Teddy's thighs. He's got socks on but his toes are a bit nippy, and nothing warms his up like Teddy does.]

I guess there's no competing with infatuation these days. Are you sure he isn't just biding his time and hoping to seduce you later?

[omg boyfriend, rude. Teddy makes a face from the sudden icy cold sensation against his thigh, though he doesn't move away, as this is something Billy regularly does when he's cold. He just raises an eyebrow at him, then shifts a bit to let Billy's toes be more comfortable.]

Pretty sure I've already been thoroughly seduced. By a guy who's pressing his cold toes up against me, no less.

[Billy's response is an innocent look, walking his fingers up Teddy's arm. You're too sensitive, boyfriend, he's not that cold, gosh.]

Someone with cold toes? There's nobody like that around here. My feet are pretty cozy right now.

Hmm. In that case, should I make another post? Ask who's got cold toes? I can't be thoroughly seduced if the guy who caused it isn't here.

[He makes no move to grab his journal though, just slides a hand over to run his fingers in a circle around Billy's knee.]

Or maybe I should just say it was a guy who had cold toes.

Oh, well. I guess that could mean me, then.

[Billy's fingers reach Teddy's shoulder, gliding smoothly along the bare skin just beyond his neck, the gesture both teasing and explorative.]

But if you really want to go searching for someone else, I'm not sure I'd be able to stop you.

[Teddy ends up quirking his lips up at the gesture, shoulder dropping a bit to give his fingers more access.]

Mm, I'm not so sure about that. [His own fingers, meanwhile, trace around Billy's knee to the back of it instead, where they continue their circular motions.] I couldn't get very far from a great catch like you.

Hmm... okay, at least you've got your priorities straight.

[Not that he'd expect anything less from his man. But who doesn't love hearing that sort of thing out loud, really?

As a reward he leans in closer, replacing his fingers with his lips. He appreciates such devotion, even in the middle of a teasing session.]

[That smile of his turns into a full on grin as he tips his head back, and he lets his hand slide from Billy's knee to his thigh instead, now that his boyfriend is on the move. He lets a chuckle escape too, because wow, someone's full-on eager and affectionate today.]

I'd say that's pretty much the only thing that's straight about me. [HEH HEH GET IT]

[You and your dumb jokes, bf. You're lucky he loves you. Billy muffles a groan against Teddy's neck, teeth gently grazing.]

Well thank god for that.

Mmm. [He shuts his eyes, loving the feeling of what Billy's doing to his neck. And come on, Bee, you know you love Teddy's dumb jokes; why else are you engaged to him? Certainly not for his good looks or sweet nature.]

Yeah. This would be kinda awkward if it wasn't like that. [But, seeing how Teddy lifts his free hand to curl his fingers through Billy's hair, it's not awkward in the slightest.]

What, this isn't your standard form of greeting where you come from?

[Billy closes his eyes, enjoying the hand in his hair for a moment before reaching up and pressing his own hand against Teddy's chest. He pushes, leaning into it, trying to get them both down on the bed.]

Definitely awkward, then.

Oh, yeah. [He says it while he lets Billy push him back, lets him guide him until his back is against the bed and his head is - well. Not against the pillow, as it's just above him instead. He'll fix that later, when he's not busy threading both hands into Billy's hair and spreading his legs to allow his boyfriend to fit between them, if he wants.] We definitely bite on each other's necks to say hi where I come from. Anything less is weird.

[Billy follows him down and settles in when invited, though it's more of a lazy body-pillow kind of cuddling than anything adventurous.

He does kind of bite Teddy's neck, though. Gently. But with a prompt like that, how could he not?]

Makes me feel a little better, then.

[It feels more intimate like this anyway, with Billy so close to him while nibbling on his neck. Teddy ends up with a soft smile on his face as he keeps his eyes shut and lets his hands stroke through Billy's hair; he knows he's totally messing it up, but he just wants him to feel good right now, and he loves the feeling of Billy's hair in his fingers.]

Mmhmm. You're just saying a really long hello right now.

It's only because I don't want to say goodbye.

[It comes out less whimsically than he'd intended, bringing his thoughts back to what started all of this in the first place, and he pauses, resting his head in the crook of Teddy's neck and pondering upon it as Teddy strokes his hair. Memories... they've made a lot of good ones in this place. It's hard to believe they've spent three years of their lives here already.

And now...]

Do you think... we'll remember this, when we go back?

[Teddy's silent for a moment at that. Remembering it all if they go back or not... The thought makes him take in a deep breath, then let it out in a long sigh, though he can't help noting with a twinge of amusement the way Billy's rises and falls with that breath.]

... I don't know. I was thinking about that earlier. We made a lot of good memories... but there's sure a lot I'd like to get pushed out of my head, too.

[The zombie attack. The Malnosso kidnapping them, torturing him, Billy going crazy... yeah. There are definitely a lot of things he'd rather not remember when they go back.]

...Yeah.

[He doesn't need to ask what Teddy means; there's plenty of bad days that come to mind, days he'd be happy to have completely wiped from his head when they go home.

Still... he glances down at the hand on Teddy's chest, where his ring is. The very ring that inspired their conversation in the first place. The promise of a future together, no matter what.]

I think, if it's all or nothing, I'd suck it up and take the bad with the good. There was enough good that it's worth it.

[He can't imagine forgetting that beautiful, perfect day under the cherry blossom trees, the hopeful light in Teddy's eyes as he asked the question they both already knew the answer to. Hell, he'd fight to keep it, if it came to that.]

[Teddy taps his fingers against the back of Billy's neck, where his own ring fits snugly around one of them. Yeah... this is one of the good memories he'd fight to keep. One of them, at least. One of the... relatively few. This place hasn't been very kind to him, having not just once teased him with a family before yanking it away. Altered his history and things that were important to him... But at the same time, the good has been so good.

He's lost in thought for a moment, and then he gives a quiet little snort as he bumps his head against Billy's.]

How trippy is it gonna be, going back to sixteen and knowing all the stuff we fanboy is actually kind of real?

About as trippy as it gets, I think. Probably as trippy as being sixteen again and remembering what it feels like to be almost 20, actually.

[He can only imagine how weird that's going to be.]

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